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When I was Growing up I was always Told I had to work Hard to get Inside the Door and once I got Inside my job was to open it for Others. I am Opening the Door and Knocking it Off its Hinges. I'm an American Sappho c/s Who Else?

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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Gyres of Two Points on the Po Spectrum: from union to undocked, to Jesus of course.

Check it out. I met him at the Rally.

He was wearing a button made from Blues

That spoke up in his Eyes. It’s Really

Not that Easy tryin to figure out Truces.

Like Laws look at them, standing over there

with their pant hems rolled up, nice calves, their sleeves

are spotless, shined, and pressed. And whatever

it is that we’re voting for. I trust breeze,

a feeling in the air. Yes it is. Si

se puede, ( como no ) si hubo

para Guerra si hubo para sangre

si hubo para negarles los derechos

a mi Gente y la tuya, somos Uno.

Oyes, crees que si? Asi es es Asi.

This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.

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The person who merely watches the flight of a bird gathers the impression that the bird has nothing to think of but the flapping of its wings. As a matter of fact this is a very small part of its mental labor. To even mention all the things the bird must constantly keep in mind in order to fly securely through the air would take a considerable part of the evening.

Wilbur Wright

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